Q: Where Do They Make Balloons?*

A: Don't know but they all end up playing for Celtic.

This was the worst performance I have ever seen from Celtic - that they won is a miracle.

Here's my take on the player-by-player ratings - markings out of 10:

Goalkeeper: Boruc - absolutely terrrible. His blunder gifted Motherwell their goal.
Right Back: Virgo - would have been better off with John Virgo.
Central Defender: McManus - never kept the line and was way too far from his fellow central defender ...
Central Defender: Varga - it says a lot when this old boy is about the best player in the hoops for a game. He done okay, but was terrible at clearing the line.
Left Back: Camara - looked shakier than when me and my fantastic new friend met for the first time. But we at least had the excuse of never having done it before (if you get my meaning).
Midfielder: Maloney - looked among the livelier of the Celtic side and at least did set up Murawksi for his goal and scored a calm and collected one of his own to take us through to the final.
Midfielder: Nakamura - always competent, but looked far too disinterested and got dragged off before he fell asleep.
Midfielder: Lennon - was asleep throughout the game. That this dumpling can get a game for any team outside of the Rymans League reserves is beyond my way of thinking.
Midfielder: Petrov - non-existend except when he was shouting at others when he himself fucked things up.
Forward: Zurawski - never in it, but took the goal well.
Forward: Hartson - big fat John has had his day. It was all the usual pattern: high ball goes up front and one of two things happen, either hartson wins free kick or gives one away.


Motherwell should have won this one. But, then again, they didn't, so fuck 'em!

* They Might Be Giants